The room was circular and incredibly spacious, located within the trunk of a massive tree. Its walls were made of wood, adorned with carvings of stars in various sizes—large, medium, and small—scattered across in countless numbers. The air inside felt profoundly serene, almost as if wrapped in peace, and a soothing natural aroma filled the room. The scent came from small candles that burned endlessly, their flames immune to wind or water.
Inside, there was a wooden chair for sitting and another for reclining, both exuding luxury. In another corner stood a large wooden table, accentuating the elegant atmosphere. A simple bed, complete with a mattress, blanket, and pillow in soft green hues, offered a sense of comfort and tranquility. The floor was so pristine that even dragging one's feet would produce no squeak.
At the center of the room was a circle just large enough to fit a single person. This circle bore the symbol of a Roman numeral one atop a star, surrounded by other numerals from two to eleven. Various world elements filled the background, creating a design that was not only beautiful but also brimming with enigmatic meaning.
Revan stepped closer to the large circle in the center of the room, his body slowly spinning as his eyes surveyed the surroundings. This is so beautiful… It seems like someone once lived here, he thought to himself. Traces of time were evident in the carvings on the walls and the spotless yet mysterious floor.
His steps led him to the edge of the circle. He crouched, examining it more closely, scrutinizing every detail. "Perhaps there's a hidden button or mechanism here," he muttered under his breath.
"Should I press these numbers one by one... or..." Revan stopped speaking, trying to think more rationally. "Alright, I shouldn't act recklessly."
He began forming a sequence, pressing the numbers from one to eleven in order, then trying the reverse order. But there was no reaction. The circle remained as still as before. Frustration began to creep into his mind. Am I missing something? I've already pressed and inspected every part of it, yet nothing happens. Maybe I need to stand in the center, he thought, taking a deep breath.
Carefully, Revan stepped into the circle, his feet touching the shimmering surface. The moment he stood at its center, the circle suddenly lit up, emitting black and white light that enveloped his body. His vision blurred as everything around him was swallowed by the radiance. The next moment, all went dark.
When the light faded, Revan found himself in a completely different place—at the top of the massive tree. A magnificent view stretched out before him, lush green leaves merged with the blue sky, while the scent of fresh fruit and forest filled the air. Beneath his feet, the wooden floor was meticulously arranged, as though crafted by an expert hand. Overhead, the ceiling was a thick canopy of leaves, softly glowing with sunlight filtering through.
There was no furniture or other objects, only vibrantly colored fruits—blue, yellow, and red, perfectly round—dangling low, ready to be picked. The chirping of birds filled the tranquil air, soothing Revan's spirit. His body froze momentarily, captivated by the wonder of this world, though his face remained expressionless. Only the faint change in his gaze hinted at the awe hidden behind his ever-serene demeanor.
"What is this…? It's beautiful," he whispered, his voice barely audible amidst the harmony of nature around him.
"Grrr... Grrr..."
The sound of his stomach growling broke the silence. He clutched his aching belly, hunger gnawing at him, making it hard to focus. I'm so hungry, he thought, glancing around. I forgot I originally went out to get food, but now I haven't eaten anything because of all this.
His eyes fell on the brightly colored fruits hanging from the nearby branches. Their shapes were familiar, resembling ordinary fruits, though their colors were far more vibrant—blue, red, and bright yellow.
"I don't know if these fruits are edible or not, but... I'm starving. So, whatever," he muttered, resignedly reaching for one.
However, as his hand touched the fruit, the atmosphere shifted. The air around him suddenly grew heavy, and a powerful tremor emanated from the base of the tree. He lost his balance, collapsing onto the wooden floor.
"What's happening? An earthquake?"
Before Revan could stand, the fruits on the tree began to glow softly yet brightly. The blue, red, and yellow lights alternated, filling the space around him. The lights seemed alive, swirling in the air like smoke before converging at a single point in front of him. Slowly, the light took the shape of a book floating mid-air.
The book was thin, with a plain gray cover. Its center bore a title in Indonesian: [Information and Tutorial].
"Indonesian?" Revan murmured in surprise. "Does this world use Indonesian? No way this is still Indonesia… But how?"
Curiosity overpowered his fear. Revan reached for the book, opening it cautiously, and began reading.
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INFORMATION
This tree is the Divine Tree, and the fruits it bears are called Blood Fruits. These fruits grant extraordinary powers:
Blue: Grants immense magical power.
Red: Grants extraordinary physical strength.
Yellow: Enhances all senses to extreme levels.
Note: There is a secret door beneath the bed.
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TUTORIAL
Using magic: Understand the origin or basis of the magic you wish to master.
Controlling physical strength: Regular training is needed to master and balance your strength.
Sharpening senses: Focus is the key.
ADDITIONAL INFORMATION
Each fruit comes with its own side effects. Proceed with caution.
Enjoy your new world, Revan Kylo.
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"It knows my name?" Revan whispered, staring at the text with wide eyes. "Who is this? How does it know I'm here? Was it the one who brought me here?"
His mind was flooded with questions. Before he could piece together an answer, black smoke erupted from the book. The thick smoke enveloped the book until it vanished in an instant.
Revan stood still, staring blankly at the spot where the book had disappeared. But his hunger quickly redirected his attention to the fruits on the tree. Blood Fruits? That name is unsettling, he thought. But they look normal, just with striking colors. If they truly can give me power, why not try?
Yet doubt lingered in his mind. How many should I eat to gain strength? Just one? Or all of them? After pondering for a moment, he let out a long sigh.
"No matter the side effects, I'll endure it. My life has been miserable enough, so there's no way I'm passing up this golden opportunity."
With that decision, Revan began picking the fruits one by one until he had gathered about 150 of them. Strangely, as he plucked the fruits, new ones immediately grew in their place, as if inexhaustible. He took one blue fruit first, biting into it slowly. It tasted bland and watery, but there was no reaction in his body. He continued with a red fruit, then a yellow one. Still, nothing happened.
"Maybe I need to eat more," he muttered, continuing to eat. One by one, the fruits disappeared into his mouth until he had consumed every single one.
Minutes passed in silence. Revan felt disappointed. What is this? Was that book just my imagination?
But before he could dwell further, a searing heat began to spread from his chest. Invisible energy surged into his bloodstream, coursing through his entire body.
His body shook. Every vein throbbed violently, as if something was forcing its way into his bloodstream. The extraordinary physical strength made his muscles tense until they felt painful. His entire body felt heavy, like he was carrying a burden that was impossible to bear.
Meanwhile, his senses had become too sharp. He could hear the sound of leaves rustling like thunder in his ears. The smell of earth stings his nose until it feels painful. The light from around him was too bright, making his eyes sting as if they were being stabbed by thousands of needles.
It hurts... It hurts so much... It's like my whole body is breaking. Revan bit his lip to hold back a groan.
The blood in his body felt like it was boiling, his bones seemed to be being crushed and forced to reform. Every organ in his body felt pressured, as if an invisible hand was squeezing it until it almost broke.
Blood started to come out of his eyes, nose, ears, and pores, flowing hot like lava, melting all his clothes, leaving him naked. However, even though the pain was unbearable, his face remained expressionless.
His body finally collapsed to the ground. With a gasp, he stared at the leaves above him.
"What is this...?" he sighed weakly. "Is this the consequence I have to bear? I will endure it... If this pain can change my life, I will endure it, no matter how great the pain is."
His determination to change his life made him rise again. With unwavering determination he tried to get up, the growing tremor felt like every muscle spasmed, but he kept trying. Slowly he changed his position to a sitting position, his legs folded together, his hands raised and placed on his knees, every movement felt like torture.
After several minutes that felt like an eternity, the pain gradually subsided.
Even though it wasn't completely gone, his body was still shaking, but he still sat up straight with a flat face covered in blood. As if challenging the world that is trying to destroy him. His clothes were burnt, followed by his body continuing to heal itself with terrifying regeneration.
Cold energy began to spread throughout his body, accompanied by a scorching hot aura from within, exploding into the air and spreading throughout the island.
Even though this pain is starting to subside, all the five senses at this extreme level are still very annoying and hurt me.